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THE MUSHROOM



name : tan juan
age : 18
hometown : malaysia


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♥ Wednesday, February 27, 2008 ♥
Oh, Bananas.

27 February 2008

I know I just posted an entry hours ago, but I'm freaking out. Again.

My father said there's a monkey in our garden.

No, I'm not joking. Seriously. A MONKEY in our garden. And exactly how did a monkey came into our garden, and why??

Our garden isn't that kind of small, neat, well-kept garden that has very smooth grass, potted flowers and a small fountain. Our garden has always been more like a jungle sort of garden. A big, big, compound with two huge bamboo trees, more trees, more fruit trees, more vegetable plants, and lots and lots of flowers planted on the ground which makes it even messier.

But what is a MONKEY doing here?? I know we have banana trees in our garden. And more fruits. And a dog for him to attack. Two cats for him to attack. A few more kittens for him to attack. Leaves for him to eat. Dry leaves for him to eat. Vegetables. More humans for him to bite and attack. Clothes for him to wear. Underwear for him to wear.

And HOW did the monkey come here? My mom said someone let the monkey in. What for??

*gasp*

Maybe the monkey is extremely well trained, and the owner is hiding behind the wall right this moment, and a shrill whistle from the owner, then the monkey will climb up to the second floor, open the door, steal our soft toys, and eat our underwear.

Damn. It's a scary thought. What if the monkey really climbed into our room tonight?? No matter. I have to lock the door tonight. And close all the windows. And keep all my best underwear.

My father said that the monkey has come to sabotage everything. Steal fruits, steal clothes, steal money.

I'm SCARED!!!

*gasp*

What if the monkey climbed in through the upstairs window, and climbed down the stairs and steal my Chinese New Year money??!? What if it rip my precious Gossip Girl books into pieces? Trust me, all my Gossip Girl books (among others) is worth more than my Chinese New Year money.

Damn the monkey. It's frightening me.

I just looked at the dog shampoo in the toilet just now. And the dog on the bottle looks exactly like a monkey.


craving chocolate kisses ..
8:20 PM